What is the difference between living and being alive?

This is such an interesting question. Some people would say that living and and being alive is the same thing. I would say that it is a much more profound question you would need to look beneath the surface. In my opinion, to be living is not having an extraordinary life but not having a terrible life. Living is just getting by.

Being alive is more of living in the moment. When I think of being alive, it's like when you reach the top of the roller coaster or at a concert and you are dancing and the beat drops. Being alive is taking any chance you get.

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F.B.I. Raids Office of Trump’s Longtime Lawyer Michael Cohen

F.B.I. Raids Office of Trump’s Longtime Lawyer Michael Cohen; Trump Calls It ‘Disgraceful’ by Matt Apuzzo. This article written about Michael Cohen, who works for Donald Trump. He was raided Monday Morning. The F.B.I. had a warrant going to his house and office taking emails, documents, records and many other documents concerning Donald Trump. The author's opinion doesn't seem very opinionated , just factual. I would guess that the author is not in favor of Donald Trump since the writer works for the New York Times, but it's very hard to tell. The raid definitely means that there will be something to find connecting the affair of Trump and Stormy Daniels. What confuses me is why Trump calls it 'breaking in' if they had the right to raid because of a warrant. I think that Trump is trying to make it sound like the FBI are the ones who are in trouble. I chose this article because I heard about what happened this morning and I love the New York Times and how i...

My love for Fat Cow

I truly cannot put into words how much I love Fat Cow. Fat Cow has been there for me through everything: after track meets, after school, summer days when there is nothing to do, wow Their milkshakes make me sing, Their burgers make me cry with happiness, The whole place is perfect. And I know when I have stress, I go to Fat Cow and I have so much respect for the owners, the workers, and most of all cows.

A Flash Story

It was 7 A.M. when Jerry woke up to his bed shaking. He starts to run out of the room and everything else is moving too. He is freaking out because he is home alone and has no idea what to do. He leaves his mom a voicemail, “mom I don’t know what to do the ground is shaking and I think there is an earthquake, I lo- love you and-and I miss you. By-bye mom.” He creeps to the front door and see the unthinkable. There are three hundred pigs running through his neighborhood. Jerry doesn’t even believe it. The humongous pigs stop and are wandering around the neighborhood, breaking into people’s houses, cornering everyone they find. Jerry darts towards the attic. He starts to pull down the stars for the attic when he sees a huge pig staring at him. The pig grabs his leg and drags him out of the house mercilessly. The wild pig pulls him where the rest of the people are. After the pigs find everyone they get out their napkins and then charge- Jerry opens his eyes and looks...

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